So I'll be updating every couple of days or so. The story becomes SuperWhoLock in this chapter! Oh, and I don't really watch Supernatural, so the characters will be a little different from reality and I might get some stuff wrong, but I think I know enough to make a pretty good attempt at a SuperWhoLock.
"Do you think we can trust this Doctor?" John whispered to Sherlock. "I mean, I sort of trusted him before, and then we ended up on an alien planet, and now we're stuck in 1901!"
"I'm still trying to figure out-"
"Sherlock, please stop trying to apply logic to this completely illogical situation. It doesn't make sense, so let's just pretend not making sense makes sense, so we can concentrate on the mystery at hand - the building that was blown up." Sherlock sighed.
"This building was blown up, or appears to be, but the building is not in flames, therefore it was unlikely to be a bomb or a gas leak," he said. "All of the witnesses said the same thing - the building simply blew without any inclination whatsoever."
"And the fact that it looks like something tore the building apart?" John inquired.
"Seeing as we've encountered many impossible things today, I wouldn't put it past to say that something did,"
"Great, we're dealing with multiple somethings, by the looks of the building, and they can move at the speed of light. Why don't we just add in 'invisible' and make them practically impossible to catch!" John ranted.
"John, I don't completely trust the Doctor, but it's obvious that he has experience with these sort of things. We need to at least talk to him," Sherlock said. John sighed. "Why does everything you say make perfect sense?"
"So it's the exterminator dragons again?" Rose asked the Doctor.
"Yup," he said, popping the 'p'.
"I thought there was only one?" Rose asked.
"They travel in packs, didn't I mention that?" the Doctor asked. Rose shook her head. "Oh, well, they do, but I didn't know they could travel in time…"
"So we've got evil dragons trying to kill people throughout time and space?" Rose asked.
"Yup," the Doctor said.
"And we have to figure out how they got here?"
"Yup,"
"Which is going to be incredibly dangerous?"
"Yup. You know me, incredibly dangerous is basically every day of my life,"
"Okay. We should probably ask John and Sherlock if they've found anything," Rose suggested. The two looked around.
"Where are John and Sherlock?"
"John! Sherlock!" Rose and the Doctor called.
"One day I'll meet someone who gets the whole 'don't wander off' thing," the Doctor muttered. The two ran around London, searching for the lost detective and his blogger.
Sherlock and John were inside the blown-open building, investigating the basement, when Sherlock found a slightly different-looking brick, and he pressed it. The wall swung open, revealing a dark passageway. John flicked his flashlight on. The beam didn't go very far down the passage, but it illuminates a couple of old spiderwebs. The dank smell of rotting wood filled the basement.
"That smells horrible!" John exclaimed.
"Well, come on, then," Sherlock said, putting on his own flashlight and shining it down the tunnel.
"Shouldn't we, you know, at least tell Rose and the Doctor where we're going?" John asked.
"Honestly, John," Sherlock said exasperatedly.
"What?" John asked.
"It's obvious that's you're in love with Rose," Sherlock said.
"Wha- no, I'm not! And I'll prove it!" John started down the tunnel. Sherlock turned around and smirked as his eyes flashed black. John Watson was walking straight into a trap…
